Demon Slayer: My breathing technique went awry after Nezuko pushed me down.

He spread his arms and flapped his huge wings.

At that moment, his golden eyes were filled with burning passion and excitement...

It became the only light in this darkness!

Let's move on to the next step~

He grinned, leaned down to look at the crowd below, and said softly.

"go."

The next second, in the churning storm, more than a dozen dark figures were violently thrown out and plummeted downwards.

It attacked everyone without warning.

They were still in shock, their mouths agape, when they never expected this turn of events.

Before they could react, they were hit squarely by the bats.

One landed on Tamayo's shoulder.

Tamayo's body stiffened slightly as she looked down at the small black thing that gently tugged at her shoulder before seeping into her skin like melting water.

She instinctively reached out to touch it, but her fingertips only touched her own shoulder.

Then she froze.

She "heard" a voice.

It wasn't heard through the ears, but from inside the body, from the mind.

"You've worked hard, Tamayo. It's all over now..."

Tamayo's eyes suddenly reddened.

The second one landed on Nezuko's head.

Just as the little girl was about to reach out and grab it, she suddenly felt a chill on her head, and the little bat had disappeared.

Then, she felt a tickle on her head, and a tiny golden eye popped out from the crown of her head, like a sprouting tendril, trembling upright.

Nezuko reached out and touched it. The moment she touched that little eye, she paused for a moment, then giggled: "Kawakawa!"

The third one landed in front of Xiaomei, and she quickly backed away, cursing, "What the hell is that? It's so ugly, don't touch me!"

As a result, the bat didn't tolerate her and kept bumping into her head.

She instinctively raised her hand to block it, but the bat simply burrowed into the back of her hand.

The next second, a golden eye opened on the back of her smooth hand.

"Ugh! How awful! It's so ugly!"

She frantically tried to shake her hand off, but she couldn't.

Then it's Shinobu, then Kanao, then Kozue and Kodama...

At this moment, every vampire has a bat integrated into their body.

Smoothly, smoothly...

But not all can be like that.

At that moment, two bats, still harboring wicked intentions, were relentlessly ramming into Makomo and Kanae.

However... it was of no use other than being bounced off.

Kanae reached out and scooped up the bat.

She held the bat by half a wing, blinking her eyes as she curiously examined it.

The bat's golden pupils revealed a helpless expression.

It opened its mouth and made a sound.

It's Shirakawa Yu's voice.

"How boring, this trick won't work on you and Makomo."

"Shouldn't it be?" Kanae laughed.

“Probably,” the bat-like anthropomorphic pursed its lips, “but it’s boring.”

"You really are a control freak, Kawabata-kun."

"Tch!" The bat rolled its eyes.

"This is for everyone's safety, okay?"

“From now on, I can be by their side whenever they want.”

"Moreover, as long as you have a bat on you, you can open the gate to the Infinite City with a single thought, and you can even use Divine Speed ​​and Crimson Arrow at any time."

"Isn't this good enough?"

"Borrow it from you?" Kanae tilted her head.

"How many requests do you process in a day?"

The bat patted its chest with its wings, radiating pride. "I will create a special brain that does nothing but host the bat and automatically respond to requests to open and close doors, as well as requests to borrow abilities."

"Hmph! I think you just want to peek at us!" Xiaomei stretched out her finger and gestured in front of her eyes on the back of her hand, as if she was about to poke them out at any moment.

She narrowed her eyes on the back of her hand. "What nonsense are you talking about? This is called caring!"

"Pah! You shameless scoundrel!"

Xiaomei wasn't buying it. She rolled her eyes and poked him with her finger.

Unfortunately, that eye had already disappeared a step ahead of time.

She had only poked the back of her hand.

"Come out! Where have you been hiding!?"

Xiaomei hurriedly searched her body, shouting, "Don't let me find you! If I do, I'll gouge your eyes out!"

Gyutaro, standing to the side, watched his sister having a great time playing with those eyes.

He sighed helplessly.

Does this silly girl even know what this eye represents?

This is a shackle that is more exaggerated, more terrifying, and more impossible to resist than Muzan's barely perceptible senses.

"Aha! We found you!" came a cheer from the side.

Watching my younger sister hug the soles of her feet, grinning foolishly with her big teeth, and even looking like she wanted to gnaw on them, was quite a sight.

Giyutaro lowered his head, rubbed his forehead, and gave up...

never mind......

Let it be like this...

This little sister... is beyond saving...

Chapter 349 Cell-level self-destruction? Let it become a public skill!

That night, Shirakawa Yu's experiments and entertainment never stopped for a moment.

He felt like he had acquired the most interesting toy.

He held it in his hand, unable to put it down, and played with it constantly.

Can't stop at all.

"Let's try again. Don't worry, it's very safe."

"No! It hurts!" Yushiro cried, but he had no chance to resist.

Why don't you look for someone else?

Bai Chuanyu smiled crookedly, "You said it yourself, it hurts a lot, how could I bear to use someone else as an experiment?"

"Hurry, hurry, don't delay."

"I don't want to—bang!"

Yushiro exploded once again...

Just like Muzan...

Cell-level self-destruction.

But unlike Muzan.

After Muzan was blown up, there was almost no intact remnant left.

There wasn't even a trace of its existence.

But after Yushiro exploded.

A bat was left where he had originally stood.

A bat belonging to Shirakawa Yu.

The bat was flapping its wings, its mouth bulging as if it were holding something.

The moment Yushiro exploded, he moved, as if following a pre-programmed sequence.

A door opened beneath him, and he fell vertically into it, disappearing without a trace along with the small door.

The entire set of movements was fluid and seamless, performed in one go.

Those with slower eyesight might not even see the bat.

When it reappeared, it was already above the pool of blood where Muzan had been resurrected.

Then, without hesitation, he plunged in.

He then spat out the unidentified substance that he had been holding in his mouth.

One minute...

The blood pool level slowly decreased.